Virtual Day of the Dead Altar
Nov. 1st, 2005 06:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zalenainspired by mrissa
I actually have a bag of things I've been collecting since the beginning of September under the title "One Art." (Things that seem "filled with the intent to be lost," or more properly, things for which I have been grieving.) It includes:
* a picture of Amethyst, who I hear is still in Colorado.
* a picture of Mont Blanc, given to me by my Swiss cubemate from NY, who I miss very much
* a picture of Gwen, who was also one of my best friends last year, but vanished when she started dating online
* Tim's album - I still miss him.
* a sticker of Beauty & the Beast which represents a certain model for relationships in which I should no longer participate
* the artist's rendering of the garden I planted this year. I dreamed all year of that garden, not to mention worked very hard on it, and it really didn't turn out as imagined.
* a family portrait with my dad in it - I think I'm still pretty chippy about the dad I got, and have often wondered if the closeness with my brother and mother is the result of our surviving my father. I have also begin to wonder if that closeness is healthy, especially after family reactions to my preference of not living with my brother.
* a figurine of a pilgrim lady - which has something to do with the whole Salem Witch Trial redemption thing I wrote about earlier this year.
* some jewelry belonging to my grandmother, who never got to see me as an adult.
I know there are other things that should be in there, but these are objects I've come across over the past few months that made me feel sad. I want to let go of that sadness, and end this year of grieving. Things went bad last year just after the election, and this whole year feels as though it has been a battle against that darkness. Summer never happened in my heart. I am determined that when spring comes this next year, I will be ready to participate in it.
mrissaI actually have a bag of things I've been collecting since the beginning of September under the title "One Art." (Things that seem "filled with the intent to be lost," or more properly, things for which I have been grieving.) It includes:
* a picture of Amethyst, who I hear is still in Colorado.
* a picture of Mont Blanc, given to me by my Swiss cubemate from NY, who I miss very much
* a picture of Gwen, who was also one of my best friends last year, but vanished when she started dating online
* Tim's album - I still miss him.
* a sticker of Beauty & the Beast which represents a certain model for relationships in which I should no longer participate
* the artist's rendering of the garden I planted this year. I dreamed all year of that garden, not to mention worked very hard on it, and it really didn't turn out as imagined.
* a family portrait with my dad in it - I think I'm still pretty chippy about the dad I got, and have often wondered if the closeness with my brother and mother is the result of our surviving my father. I have also begin to wonder if that closeness is healthy, especially after family reactions to my preference of not living with my brother.
* a figurine of a pilgrim lady - which has something to do with the whole Salem Witch Trial redemption thing I wrote about earlier this year.
* some jewelry belonging to my grandmother, who never got to see me as an adult.
I know there are other things that should be in there, but these are objects I've come across over the past few months that made me feel sad. I want to let go of that sadness, and end this year of grieving. Things went bad last year just after the election, and this whole year feels as though it has been a battle against that darkness. Summer never happened in my heart. I am determined that when spring comes this next year, I will be ready to participate in it.
